The Fat Man (26 page)

Rosebud sniffled a little and punched me in the arm. “Say something, you stupid galoot.”

But I couldn’t get my mouth to work. Finally, Sherlock Stetson came to my rescue. “Well, I reckon that solves the mystery.”

I reckon it does.

Sherlock Stetson lifted his hat to me and bowed and the crowd yelled their heads off—a feat quite easy for some Misfits. It was a swell party and it went on until we were worn out from all the happiness. That night, I felt like I finally learned my lesson and could enjoy all my days, including the ones gone. I also knew this feeling was how old Scrooge was able to keep Christmas well and make every day that most happy day. You don’t pout, you don’t cry. Don’t give up, give out until you’re empty. That way, you can be filled up when something good as Santa Claus comes to town.

That’s my story, and yes, Virginia, it’s all true. I hope you liked it. I also hope that in your own way, you’ll become a Santa Helper and spread the spirit of the season. You know what they say—inside everyone there’s a Fat Man full of joy.

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his book would not have been possible without the support and good thoughts of many. I first want to thank Ben Sevier, Scott Miller and Melissa Miller not only for making
The Fat Man
possible, but for helping me make it better.

There have also been numerous friends who spared good wishes and encouragement for Gumdrop and the gang: Camille, Simon and Debbie, Nancy (“N.M.”), Bob C., Brandy, Alexis, Tommy, Bob I., Trudi and every teacher I ever had. My sister, Karen, has cheered for me as long as I can remember, and I owe thanks to my parents, Bayne and Mary, for never, ever denying me books.

Finally, I am indebted to Kim and Luke who did not begrudge me the time I spent in Kringle Town—even when I was supposed to be doing something else. Thank you.

Ken Harmon,
an award-winning advertising copywriter with a lifelong affection for the noir novels of Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler, is short and has a high-pitched, elfin voice. Combined, these attributes are the inspiration for his first novel. Harmon lives in North Carolina.